It's purely obvious now that the Mae Hong Son bus servicing center has never invested a penny in shocks. Trying to withstand the sub-arctic temperatures put forth by the air-conditioning, I was dressed in long-sleeves, pants, wrapped in 3 blankets, and knocked around the reclined seat like a pinball. It was a horrible night of sleep, and may I ask: just how many times are armed guards going to board our bus and look at my passport? It seemed like dozens, or at least each time I found sleep, a guard was soon to tap me on the shoulder...
Fortunately, we arrived in Chiang Mai at 4:30 AM, but after a quick tuk-tuk ride to our guesthouse, we blindly assumed it would be open for reception. Yeah, right! It was closed with chained gates and a harmless guard-dog that was good for only wagging his tail and looking at us stupidly. I was even trying to make him bark, to no avail... So I spotted a security guard who let us sit down at another guest-house's restaurant, which we did for a couple of hours in the dark. Lovely.
After finally checking in, we both went comatose for a couple of hours, and hit the Chiang Mai Old Downtown for shopping and temple-viewing. Pizza was for dinner, as my weekly fix has been neglected for 2 weeks now... We actually found an American-style diner, and the food was pretty good.
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